Widows & Widowers Support Group
This community is dedicated to those who have lost a husband, wife, or partner. Anything is open for discussion here, with the hope that we can focus on grief, bereavement, life after loss, and continuing on after a great loss.
January 13th , my husband being told while he was alone that something had been found in his brain and having to spend the night thinking of this because he did not want to disturb me ...
January 15 th being told that they finally had the answers they had been looking for.. I quote the Dr. "Howie , you have been asking me some hard questions and I am sorry but I have hard answers. You have Cancer. It is terminal and we can only do quality of life treatments" Again to protect me, my husband would ask questions when I was not around...January 23rd in the morning he passed...
- fear of being robbed while I was out of the house. I carried my valuables with me for a while (although that was probably riskier - no clear thinking there)
- fear of having an accident and no one knowing (I carried a phone at all times for a while - even though I was on my own a lot during the day while M was alive and he was often not contactable; not logical at all)
- fear of the animals falling ill or having an accident and not knowing what to do (M was a vet)
- fear of having to cope with others' troubles (I have always been the one who sorted everything and everyone- just find it hard to do that now)
- fear for anyone I see riding a bicycle (that's what M was doing when he was hit)
I wonder if it's part of the heightened sensitivity and awareness we acquire as part of our experience. For example, I never noticed how many people die every day, and how many of them are young. I do now. My SIL was a nurse and told me that many nurses have fears about birth because they only see the difficult cases.
When I was becoming fearful about driving around trucks (another one!) my counsellor helped me remember back to "before" and the way it was just routine. She reminded me that the vast majority of experiences are routine or positive and that most people live long lives. She reminded me that we can lock ourselves away from life but then we'll also miss the joys.
A favourite saying of mine has always been "Fortune favours the brave". It's been very hard to get back to believing that but I'm getting there and hope you do too.
Hugs
Sandy
It's the hardest thing I've ever done, at 40 years old, living and my husband dying. The future, the plans, our family, myself; everything changed.
God bless you! You might sit down and ask yourself what a rational thought would be to replace your irrational one. What happened in your life is not the norm. Its unlikely that it would happen again.
Thanks for your discussion post and sharing. I wish you better healing days ahead. Big Hug, Dayna
P.S. I totally "get" the worries and panic of being in another relationship that I may have to repeat the grief experience all over again. Sigh. Better to have lived and loved? Hmm . . . no easy answers come to mind. Hang in there.